Twelve Stories and a Dream

第23章

Hepointed,andthereatthetipofhisfingerandslidingdowntheairwithwingsflappingslowlyandatthespeedofanexceptionallylanguidsnail——wasabee。

AndsowecameoutupontheLeas。Therethethingseemedmadderthanever。Thebandwasplayingintheupperstand,thoughallthesounditmadeforuswasalow-pitched,wheezyrattle,asortofprolongedlastsighthatpassedattimesintoasoundliketheslow,muffledtickingofsomemonstrousclock。Frozenpeoplestooderect,strange,silent,self-conscious-lookingdummieshungunstablyinmid-stride,promenadinguponthegrass。Ipassedclosetoalittlepoodledogsuspendedintheactofleaping,andwatchedtheslowmovementofhislegsashesanktoearth。“Lord,lookhere!“criedGibberne,andwehaltedforamomentbeforeamagnificentpersoninwhitefaint-stripedflannels,whiteshoes,andaPanamahat,whoturnedbacktowinkattwogailydressedladieshehadpassed。

Awink,studiedwithsuchleisurelydeliberationaswecouldafford,isanunattractivething。Itlosesanyqualityofalertgaiety,andoneremarksthatthewinkingeyedoesnotcompletelyclose,thatunderitsdroopinglidappearstheloweredgeofaneyeballandalittlelineofwhite。“Heavengivemememory,“saidI,“andIwillneverwinkagain。“

“Orsmile,“saidGibberne,withhiseyeonthelady’sansweringteeth。

“It’sinfernallyhot,somehow,“saidI。“Let’sgoslower。“

“Oh,comealong!“saidGibberne。

Wepickedourwayamongthebath-chairsinthepath。Manyofthepeoplesittinginthechairsseemedalmostnaturalintheirpassiveposes,butthecontortedscarletofthebandsmenwasnotarestfulthingtosee。Apurple-facedlittlegentlemanwasfrozeninthemidstofaviolentstruggletorefoldhisnewspaperagainstthewind;thereweremanyevidencesthatallthesepeopleintheirsluggishwaywereexposedtoaconsiderablebreeze,abreezethathadnoexistencesofarasoursensationswent。Wecameoutandwalkedalittlewayfromthecrowd,andturnedandregardedit。

Toseeallthatmultitudechanged,toapicture,smittenrigid,asitwere,intothesemblanceofrealisticwax,wasimpossiblywonderful。Itwasabsurd,ofcourse;butitfilledmewithanirrational,anexultantsenseofsuperioradvantage。Considerthewonderofit!

AllthatIhadsaid,andthought,anddonesincethestuffhadbeguntoworkinmyveinshadhappened,sofarasthosepeople,sofarastheworldingeneralwent,inthetwinklingofaneye。“TheNewAccelerator——“Ibegan,butGibberneinterruptedme。

“There’sthatinfernaloldwoman!“hesaid。

“Whatoldwoman?“

“Livesnextdoortome,“saidGibberne。“Hasalapdogthatyaps。

Gods!Thetemptationisstrong!“

ThereissomethingveryboyishandimpulsiveaboutGibberneattimes。

BeforeIcouldexpostulatewithhimhehaddashedforward,snatchedtheunfortunateanimaloutofvisibleexistence,andwasrunningviolentlywithittowardsthecliffoftheLeas。Itwasmostextraordinary。Thelittlebrute,youknow,didn’tbarkorwriggleormaketheslightestsignofvitality。Itkeptquitestifflyinanattitudeofsomnolentrepose,andGibbernehelditbytheneck。Itwaslikerunningaboutwithadogofwood。“Gibberne,“Icried,“putitdown!“ThenIsaidsomethingelse。“Ifyourunlikethat,Gibberne,“Icried,“you’llsetyourclothesonfire。Yourlinentrousersaregoingbrownasitis!“

Heclappedhishandonhisthighandstoodhesitatingontheverge。

“Gibberne,“Icried,comingup,“putitdown。Thisheatistoomuch!

It’sourrunningso!Twoorthreemilesasecond!Frictionoftheair!“

“What?“hesaid,glancingatthedog。

“Frictionoftheair,“Ishouted。“Frictionoftheair。Goingtoofast。Likemeteoritesandthings

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